The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"What's going on!" Since the three of them didn't wear combat recorders, Himiko could only listen to the exclamations in the communication and stare.

As for the drone driven by Yimer, it was unfortunate that it was overturned and fell into the ruins. It is not clear what happened to the other parts. At least the camera on the belly of the aircraft was destroyed. Now there was only a snowflake left on the screen in front of him.

"The dead Yasha suddenly attacked us...it was now stabbed by Sakura and flew away, but Sakura..."

Mikael groaned, reconstructed his broken right arm, and then briefly recounted to Himiko what had just happened.

"Two squad leaders, I must remind you that it has been more than four hours since you entered the area with high Honkai energy concentration. It is best to leave here immediately, otherwise the Honkai energy may have irreversible effects on the body." Team medic Lu Xi'an suddenly reminded him.

Himihu said nothing, she was waiting for her subordinate to make a decision.

"call……"

"It's been less than a minute since Yasha left... It should be too late!"

Mikael looked at Ally, and before he could explain, Ally had already guessed his decision.

"Let's go! Let's bring Sakura back!" she said firmly.

But she only guessed half of it right, "No, Ellie..."

"You leave the block, I'll stay and save Sakura."

"?"

Mikael gave her a hint of color, although the eyes of others could not be seen in the dark night soaked in thick ink.

After all, Mikael is not very clear about the state of Ellie's body. There are only two things for sure:

1. She is a lawyer.

2. Her human body structure is exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

So who knows whether the concentration of Honkai energy here will have an impact on Ellie who has not yet undergone super-transformation surgery?

"Okay... okay..." Ellie naturally understood that she even felt a little embarrassed about Mikael's ubiquitous concern, so she could only smile and obey.

"You...be careful yourself..."

Yaksha sometimes climbed up and sometimes dived, rolling up the biting cold current, trying to shake off the "little bugs" on his body.

Sakura held her ribs tightly with one hand, and kept hammering Yasha's body with the other hand, but her fist and kick attacks had no effect on Yasha, who had grown a hard exoskeleton all over his body.

On the contrary, the high-altitude air made her joints stiffen, her whole body trembled, and even her lips were almost blue.

But she still didn't want to let go - this rib was a gift from Ling on her birthday last year.

Yasha made several rolling movements, but still couldn't get rid of Sakura, and the bending range of his claws was limited, so he couldn't attack his shoulders.

What was even more uncomfortable was that Sakura was constantly turning her ribs, trying to pull it out by widening the wound. This undoubtedly caused Yasha pain and made her even more impatient.

Then it screamed strangely and swooped towards the sea surface. Its wings glided close to the sea level and directly pushed the cherry below into the sea water.

Her physical strength was lost with the cold sea water, and she choked on two mouthfuls of water. Under the extreme lack of oxygen, Sakura gradually loosened her fingers...

"sigh!"

Suddenly, Yasha suddenly seemed to be frightened. It quickly climbed nearly a hundred meters at a nearly vertical angle, away from the sea level. The instantly overloaded G value made Sakura's eyes darken, and she almost let go of her hand.

She gritted her teeth, and a surge of strength surged through her body again, allowing her to hold the handle of the knife. Her hazy eyes turned to the beach not far away, and she saw a figure approaching quickly with a long blue trail.

"Is he the squad leader..."

Her thoughts were rather slow.

Now she was in a dilemma. Even if she let go now and fell into the water from a height of tens of meters, it would be the same as falling into the cement ground.

But she was indeed at the end of her strength and could no longer squeeze out any strength.

Her subjective consciousness was still encouraging her to continue to grasp her ribs and take it back, but her fingers gradually became unable to let go and slid down the handle of the knife bit by bit until she let go.

The time left for her was only two or three seconds, but it seemed like a long time.

It is said that time slows down before death, giving you enough time to recall your life.

But her mind went blank - maybe for her short life, apart from the bell, there was really nothing to remember.

And the rib that symbolizes the bell has been lost on Yaksha, flying staggeringly towards the dark neighborhood.

The line of sight began to flip, from Yasha far away, to the brightly lit Luluye outer area in the distance, and finally as the altitude dropped, only the dark abandoned streets could be seen.

"Um?"

As if someone drew a stroke with a pen, a blue track stretched directly from the coast to below her. A vague figure jumped up along the track, and a long blue tail flame emerged behind it.

Then, the falling momentum was abruptly stopped, and her eyes turned to the sky again. The stars in the sky were like grains of salt scattered randomly on the black cloth, but she couldn't name any of them.

"Hold your breath and prepare for impact."

Mikael's figure was heard in his ears, and then there was a familiar feeling of weightlessness - just like riding on the slide when he was a child.

She tilted her head and glanced out of the corner of her eye. Mikael had really used his power to build a slide dozens of meters high...

The translucent blue slide reflects the phantom of the stars in the sky, as false as a broken dream many years ago, but yet so real.

"Wow!"

Dark night skies, dark seas, dark neighborhoods.

No one noticed the waves they made.

Only the lonely petrel flapped its wings and let out a "chirp" cry.

Two minutes later, Mikael was panting and dragging Sakura to the shore. He held Sakura by the back collar like a kitten, and climbed up the breakwater on the shore with only one hand and two feet.

"Sakura? Sakura?" Mikael laid her on the ground and patted her cheek gently.

Sakura didn't respond.

He quickly checked the other person's breath and pulse, and found that the pulse and breathing were very weak.

"Isn't it because you choked on too much water?"

Mikael pinched her chin, adjusted the position of her head, then straddled Sakura, folded his hands, and suddenly pressed against her heart.

"vomit!"

Some seawater suddenly gushes out of Sakura's mouth.

Mikael took advantage of the situation and pressed it a few more times until Sakura stopped spitting out seawater.

"cherry?"

He patted the other man's cheek again.

However, Sakura still didn't respond.

Her breathing has returned to normal, her pulse is beating a little fast, and Mikael won't expose her.

He gestured and lifted Sakura onto his shoulders.

Closing his eyes, the Honkai Energy within a range of thousands of meters around him slowly rotated into a vortex, rushing towards Mikael in the center. All the Honkai Energy reactions within this range were displayed in his mind without any concealment - this It's much more accurate than that detector.

In the end, he chose a small factory. It was very close to other neighborhoods, the concentration of Honkai energy was within the tolerance of ordinary people, and most of it had a network.

He kicked open the guard's door and placed Sakura on the bed in the lounge.

The power supply in the neighborhood was cut off, so Mikael simply constructed a desk lamp himself. With a snap of his fingers, this small doorman's lounge became the only point of light in the entire neighborhood.

He placed a chair next to the bed and sat down, thinking carefully about what happened today.

You can’t let go of a single detail… Yes, you can’t let go of a single detail…

The blue jacket disappeared, and the plain white short sleeves were soaked by the sea water. Now as the body temperature rises, cyan salt stains gradually form, but the water has not completely dried after all. You can vaguely see the tattoo on the vest underneath. Cartoon pattern of bear and bee.

Beat me! I can't read any further. What is Michael thinking?

He silently gave himself a loud slap in the pussy.

Then he reluctantly looked away. But he looked at his palm again - the fingers were slightly bent, forming a somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar arc.

"It's over...I'm not clean anymore..."

He simply ran outside and let the sea breeze blow away the restlessness in his heart bit by bit.

"What's going on, little brother..." He patted his cheek.

"Well... this body must have reached Mu Ai's age... it's not a big problem!"

The salty sea breeze quickly cooled his hair and clothes, which also allowed him to calm down and think about everything that happened today.

Based on his experience, Yaksha has entered the ranks of high-level Honkaimon even after breaking out of his cocoon. Its danger lies more in its weird ability to freeze space, but Mikael remembers that the room The girl in it will be able to integrate this ability into swordsmanship in the future, cut out a sword similar to the law, ignore everything, and freeze the space. In the frozen space, the victim may not even be able to think!

Today's Yasha naturally cannot do this. After reviewing it, Mikael felt that if he didn't imitate the core of the Second Herrscher, he might be able to break free by relying solely on his extreme explosive power.

So Yasha's problem is not big.

The weirdest thing about this mission now is nothing more than two points.

The weird city mayor, and the humans who still live in the neighborhood.

With his thoughts straightened out, Mikael began to check his equipment.

No need to think about the Honkai energy detector, it must have been sent.

The communication equipment still performed stably, even though it was damaged by sea water.

But after being specially modified by Mikel, the phone is still strong and twice as strong! Moreover, the coast where he is now is close to other neighborhoods. Although the wireless signal is intermittent, there is no problem in sending text messages.

He first reported peace to Himihu and Ellie respectively.

Then after a long load, it was connected to the internal network of Fire Chasing Moth.

[Search: Lichtenstein family]

The progress bar ran very fast, reaching the 99% position in an instant, and then stayed in place for nearly half an hour.

Until Mikael lost his temper and raised his phone and wanted to smash it on the ground, text finally popped up on the screen.

[The Lichtenstein family is a world-famous medical family. Of course, many of its young children are engaged in business and politics, and they are all celebrities and political figures. It is worth mentioning that in the past two years, a young scholar from the Lichtenstein family has collaborated with Dr. Spacey to conduct in-depth research on collapse disease. 】

The information stopped abruptly, and in the next part, there was a prompt that the permissions were insufficient.

Mikael had no choice but to exit the intranet and search in the browser: Alfred von Lichtenstein.

【Alfred von Lichtenstein】

[Position: Municipal Officer of Mu Dalu Luluye Special Administrative Region]

[Past resume: unknown]

[Alias: Golden Retriever, Lord Mayor, Morbidly Beautiful Man, Luluye’s Dream of a Billion Girls]

[The leader of the younger generation of the Richtenstein family in the medical family. Last year, he suddenly made a high-profile appearance, and used money and beauty to pave the way for him to successfully become the mayor of Luluye. But what he did before that we know nothing. 】

Mikael pursed his lips, "Young scholar, city councilor with unknown past resume. Based on limited clues, it is difficult not to connect these two identities..."

It's not that the clues are too obvious, but that there are too few clues, so few that people can only make such an association.

But it's not difficult to prove.

He clicked on Mebius's profile picture:

[Mikael: Grandma Mebius, are you here? 】

[Mebius: Are you sick? 】

I know you, this old aunt, haven’t slept yet.

[Mikael: Have you ever heard of Alfred von Lichtenstein? 】

[Mebius: Isn’t that Luluye’s mayor? I heard he is very handsome, but I have never seen him in person. Is he difficult to deal with? Want to get some information from me? 】

Mebius used three question marks in a row.

For this kind of rude questioning, if she were in front of Mikael, she would definitely criticize it.

But now, separated by a network cable and asking for help, Mikael could only swallow his anger.

[Mebius: But I don’t know this person’s past history either. 】

Then why were you so arrogant just now!

Mikael was very angry, but business was more important, so he decided to save the country:

[Mikael: Have you ever seen a very thin, pale-faced blond man in Dr. Spacey's laboratory? 】

[Mebius: Yes, that was Dr. Spacey’s former assistant. Have you heard of the serum that treats collapsing disease? Dr. Spacey successfully developed the first version of the serum six months ago, but he did not apply for a patent. His explanation to me was that the theoretical structure of this serum came from his former assistant, who suddenly resigned during the final experimental stage just over a year ago. Yes, Dr. Spacey always believed that the patent should belong to that assistant. 】

[Mikael: I understand. 】

"More than a year ago... it was basically confirmed."

[Mikael: What is the principle of serum? 】

[Mebius: Why do you think I am one hundred thousand? have no idea! 】

[Mebius: However, it is said that the underlying principle of this serum is very simple - it is an antibody. 】

Mikael pondered for a while. The battery of his mobile phone was only 3%. He quickly took advantage of the last opportunity to flip through Luluye's news in the past month.

One of the headlines caught his attention:

【Shock! A patient with severe mental illness tried to escape from the 502nd Hospital of Dagon District! 】

The sky was getting brighter and the phone ran out of power and shut down, and Mikael had a rough answer in his mind.